#spittercastequeen

[drtoaster]

——— There are very loud crashing sounds coming from one section of Toaster’s massive base. Mixed in with said crashing were hisses and screeches of the large xeno variety. For some reason, Queenie had just gone feral and was on a rampage to destroy or further mangle every piece of scrap metal she could find.

The Cyborg wandered into view, summoned by the cacophany, watching as Queenie attacked various piles of scrap metal. Toaster didn't really mind per say, it was scrap after all, but there was concern from the Cyborg at least as he reached over and lightly tugged Queenie's tail to get her attention.

"You alright Queenie? Something got you riled up? You're going absolutely spare by the looks of it. Did some fucker try and step to you again? Do I need to crack heads?!"

[honorhuntress]

@spittercastequeen​

“A queen without a hive. I almost pity you.” Yautja’s and Xenomorphs have been at war for eons. Since the dawn of man and the fights of outer colonies so many years before earth. It’s been a struggle between boths sides losing many of their species Yautja and Xenomorph alike. Yet; Rhe’sha doesn’t kill the other outright. Why is queen by herself? Without drones or ovomorphs at the least to start the hive process. Queenie could provide a respectable reward trophy for killing a Xenomorph QUEEN. But, something urged at Rhe’sha to remain patient. Because now this situation has piqued Rhe’sha’s curiosity. 

[earthcried]

@spittercastequeen​

“Mama, I hope y’ don’ mind me askin’, buh, are there more like you? Loike, your kind? M’ jus’ curious s’ all.” Drake sat next to the ginormous being. His arms wrapped around his legs tucking them close to his chest and resting a chin against his knees. He knows quite a bit about Queenie, yet, he didn’t beg the question of what she really was. An alien, he knew. He knew she was called a Xenomorph. But, he only had the thought that she was the last of her kind to come to a planet like Earth. Earth wasn’t really all that interesting. Sure, it had life and oceans. But people were horrible. People only cared about themselves. That’s why Drake distrusted humans. Because one way or another, they all hurt each other. They were both hurt in some way. A pain that tugged their hearts. Drake has already vocalized his nightmares and dreams. But, never exactly spoke of what they were. Queenie just... wouldn’t understand.

[pieman1112]

A meeting with death herself. RP with spittercastequeen.

Death wasn’t anything new for the Spartan. He had been the cause of it for many years. Be it enemy covenant soldiers during the Human-Covenant wars or Insurrectionists. He took no pride in it. It was just about survival and protecting the UEG and her civilians from harm. He did what had to be done, what he was trained to do. During his battles however he noticed a strange figure in the distance. The stranger seemed to be on a horse and she would always be in the distance over the slain on the battlefield. He never approached the stranger but she would always be there. He was the only one to see her as when he asked other marines if they saw the woman they would reply with no. Even reviewing the footage didn’t show anything. Perhaps it was just battle fatigue.

Another battle had started since the last time the Spartan had saw the stranger and she was the last thing on his mind. The battle had turned towards the Insurrectionist favor. The UNSC forces were pinned down and 197 was fighting along side his daughter and her squad. The fighting was intense and soon a grenade had landed near Rebecca. The Spartan had covered his daughter by acting as a shield and absorbed the grenade blast. The UNSC forces were soon able to turn the tides and win but the Spartan was badly injured. He was rushed to a UNSC field hospital with Rebecca staying by his side.

When the Spartan awoke he wasn’t in a hospital but in a strange land. It felt peaceful but he couldn’t place his finger on where he was.

@spittercastequeen

[novamunarts]

How about a night out~?

---

Left is Six, right is @spittercastequeen!

[inkblxtrefxrmed]

——— The Queen has brought her inky friend a gift: another glowing green rock that is larger than the first one she had found and is covered in slender, pointed crystals.

@spittercastequeen

He looked it over with a grin that seemed more than pleased. Knowing fully well it would be added to a special collection, that only he knew the location of. Keeping both secret and safe.

Though that wasn’t to say he wouldn’t put his pride aside, to say, “Thank you,” Being humble, but kind at the same time. “Do you know what it is?”

[childbled]

@spittercastequeen

“Mummy? I-I know this s’ dumb t’ ask, buh... could y’ hold me? P-Please? M’ having the bad thoughts again..” Drake hated to be the burden upon others. He hated being that child who seemed like such a baby. But; the nine year old knew his mother didn’t mind. She was alone just like him. They were a one of the kind pair. Even if she isn’t from earth, they had each other. Drake’s been having the thoughts of sadness and misery in his head. The one’s where he was to blame for their deaths. But; his pain had been lessened now that Queenie was here. To care for her baby human boy.

[mighty-baron-kazimir-blog]

@spittercastequeen liked for a starter.

Baron Kazimir was seeing red... literally for once. Wherever he was was dark and a little damp, and he’d had to activate his night vision. As such everything he could see was bathed in red, but even with his limited vision he could pick out things that looked amiss.

In particular was that shiny thing. It looked like polished obsidian covered in oil. Whatever it was seemed to be giving off some kind of life signs, and was unmistakably huge. It seemed to have turned its head towards him to, as he could make out some sharp looking teeth under that crown like mantle on its head. He raised his right arm, pointing a hefty metal finger at the being.

“If you seek to pick fight with Baron Kazimir, would advise against it.”